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la musique i entendu avec vous était plus que la musique
je me suis tenu
nous qui se sont tenus
j'ai gagné la course
dans des nombres mournful
les vérités terribles ceux-ci soient
ma mère me tortille des roses humides avec la rosée
dites-moi pas
mais alas, rêves justes
gros mâles noirs dans une salle de vin-baril

 



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